He was massaging her bare inner thighs . But I couldn’t guess why my wife was making so many expressions on her face. I slowly saw him through the g...p that he started massaging the pussy from backwards and his two fingers were inside her pussy. I was shocked to see my wife was not resisting anything. I decided to wait for some more time outside and watch the actions.After 2-3 minutes, the guy was slowly massaging the butt with both hands. He asked my wife to turn so that he can massage her. She can’t help what she feels. She may have thought she’d come to love me. If so that obviously didn’t work out. I don’t feel as much like tormenting her now. I’m tempted to stand up and go take a shower, leave them alone to play Jim’s games.Lea reached down and lifted my cock before I could make up my mind. She’s holding it gingerly between her thumb and forefinger as if it were coated in toxic waste. I suppose in her mind it is. It’s obvious she’s repelled by what she’s about to do. Looking. Whenever the Play Group meets there will be a different Queen.”“What about a King?” Pete interrupted.“Nope,” Mel told him. “The women are always in charge.”“That seems a bit sexist,” Tom objected.“It is, intentionally so,” Melanie told him. “It keeps testosterone out of the equation. Do you have a problem with that?”“Absolutely not,” Tom back-pedaled quickly, fearing expulsion from the group.Smart lad, I thought.“Second,” Mel continued, back to Dawn's request, “I believe we have taken care of. He look at me with a little bit of a sly look and then without a word walked over to the door and and locked it. i just looked at him and then said “thank you… i um i have never done this before i cant believe i just, just pissed myself like this…” he just looked at me with all i could discern as being care in his eyes when he said “dont worry accidents happen, trust me i know.” as he said that i started to take my pants off when i lost my balance and fell over only being stopped by the.